Once again, somebody read something I wrote and said out loud to somebody else that I should be a writer.
I am getting pretty tired of everybody except me knowing what I should be.
OK. So what if I started listening to these people? What if I wrote? Well, first of all, it wouldn’t be the first time. I have taken stabs at writing before and then quit. I would read about writing, or hear an inspiring quote about writing, or read an especially well-turned phrase or paragraph and get all motivated. Then I would burn up the keyboard for a while. A week, or maybe several. Then quit. I always quit.
Quitting may be the part of my life that I am most consistent. I am very disciplined about not continuing stuff. Can I break the quitting habit? Time will tell.
Meanwhile, here’s 146 words.